The Best Medical Mad Soldier Chapter 3o1 The Terrifying Strength "Is this too fake? Is it so far gone, so I am not injured?"

"Does these two guys want to be internet celebrities? The self-directed and acted very well, much better than those 50 cents special effects."

"Is there a new high-tech now? How did he fly so far? Yes, even if it's fake, I won't lose money when I came here today!"

What people who don’t know can see is just Wang Xinghai’s fake model clapping hands in the air, and then Zhao Fan flew backwards. In their eyes, it is obvious that Zhao Fan and Wang Xinghai are cooperating with each other to act. The qigong masters on the Internet have already played this routine hundreds of times.

"What a terrifying defense. Wang Xinghai's first move may have been a test, but the second move was definitely really done. He didn't even get hurt at all? Could this Zhao Fan be the same as the rumors say, practicing the horizontal practice?"

"When the masters of Huajin fight, victory or defeat is all in one move. Wang Xinghai's energy is terrifying when he takes action. Even a stone may shatter. Zhao Fan can even block such a terrifying palm, but I'm afraid he is really capable."

There are very few people entering the realm of transformation, but there are many people who understand these things. Those who know how to do things all whisper slightly solemnly at this time, and their views on Zhao Fan are gradually changing.

"So that's it. It seems that what you are proud of is the practice of horizontal practice. OK, let me see what you can do. How many times can your practice of horizontal practice withstand me? Even if you are steel and iron, I will crush it for you!"

Wang Xinghai's eyes flashed slightly, feeling that he had seen through Zhao Fan's tactics. He shouted in a low voice again, rubbed his body and rushed towards Zhao Fan.

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At this time, he had completely let go of his hands and feet and kept bombarding Zhao Fan with all his strength. Various exquisite moves emerged one after another, and Zhao Fan, who had not hit him, was thrown up countless times by him and then landed.

At this time, even those outsiders could see that this was not acting. Zhao Fan was like a human figure doll, flying continuously in the bombardment of Wang Xinghai, and the banging sounds continued, and each stroke seemed to be heard in their hearts.

“Ninety-seven, ninety-six, ninety-five…”

No one was worried about Zhao Fan, because since Wang Xinghai took action, his angrily countdown has never stopped. This sound is erratic, sometimes in the air and sometimes on the ground, but he cannot hear any pain.

It was difficult for the people around to see Zhao Fan's expression at this time, but they could feel from his voice that he seemed to be very enjoying at this time.

"It's true that he is a god who can't even kill a gun. This hard skill is too perverted, right? He just can't beat him at all!"

"Wang Xinghai is a little embarrassed now. He doesn't even block it and let him hit him casually, but he can't hit him at all. How embarrassing it is!"

At the beginning, many people felt that Zhao Fan had to bite the bullet and accept Wang Xinghai's appointment due to the pressure from the Wang family. Although he caused everyone to bask in the sun for a long time, they still expressed deep sympathy for him.

At this time, many people looked at Wang Xinghai with a little pity. Thinking about it from the perspective of others, no matter who meets such an opponent who cannot beat him, they may be frustrated.

“Fifty, forty-nine, forty-eight…”

"Brother, you have to work harder! Having your 100 moves is already half over. If you continue to be so stubborn, the great opportunity will be wasted!"

God is so indifferent. I have used up my strength to feed my breasts.

Hearing Zhao Fan's full of breath, Wang Xinghai couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

He was repeatedly slapped by a master of realm for fifty times, and even a piece of iron would have to be deformed. However, the guy's T-shirt had been beaten so much that he didn't know where he flew. He couldn't even see a red mark on his body, let alone being injured.

"What kind of kung fu has you practiced? How could you have such a strong defense?"

"Senior brother, please help me! If you let him waste this, you may suffer a loss!"

"It's really a hell, how could there be such a skill in the world?"

The few people who followed Wang Xinghai were also anxiously scratching their heads and shouting in a row.

At the beginning, these guys were swearing that Wang Xinghai had solved Zhao Fan with one slap, but now they don’t know how many slaps they have, but they just have nothing to do.

These guys are still very clear about Wang Xinghai's strength, but now even they feel a little embarrassed.

Wang Xinghai felt very depressed. The Wei Gong Divine Art is the unique skill of the Wang family in the Northeast. Only a few people who can practice it are the core of the Wang family. Therefore, people in the world only know their magical features, but they don’t know the price to pay for using this skill.

If he is not at the critical moment of life and death, how could he be willing to pay that price and easily use this skill?

Is the situation in front of you a life-and-death juncture? Zhao Fan didn't like fighting back at all. He beat someone who didn't fight back and used the magic of Wei Gong. Even if he won, it would be as embarrassing.

Wang Xinghai's hatred for Zhao Fan was constantly rising.

At this time, he had even completely confirmed that the news was leaked by Zhao Fan, and those who came to watch the battle were Zhao Fan's amulets from a certain perspective.

If these people weren't staring at each other, how could Wang Xinghai pay attention to the face and rules of Zhao Fan? I'm afraid he had already killed him since the first moment of meeting.

“Thirty-eight, twenty-seven, twenty-six…”

"Hey, is your math taught by the physical education teacher? It will be twenty-seven after thirty-eight?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I've counted for so long and I've been confused!"

I don’t know if Zhao Fan did it on purpose, and the few people who followed Wang Xinghai also jumped out and corrected it.

It is precisely because of these words that Wang Xinghai made up his final decision.

He is Wang Xinghai, the number one master in the seven northern provinces!

He actually wanted an unknown opponent to give so many moves, not just one move or two, but nearly one hundred moves. What made him even more embarrassed was that several teammates of pigs were afraid that Zhao Fan would count the wrong number.

Is he determined to get a hundred tricks together? Is he really going to get a lot of them? Is he still wanting Wang Xinghai's face?

The head can be broken, the shape cannot be messy, the blood can flow, and the leather shoes cannot be free of oil.

Face is sometimes more important than life!

Zhao Fan had already seen Wang Xingtao using the Wei Gong magic technique a few days ago. At this moment, he saw Wang Xinghai's lips constantly closing, his body trembled from time to time, and his eyes lit up.

After so much effort, this person finally made this secret technique be used.

He was a little excited and looked forward to it.

After learning art with the old man for so many years, in his mind, the highest level of martial arts practice is just a realm of transformation.

Wang Xinghai in front of him is already in the late stage of the realm of transformation, and the magical art of Wei can greatly improve his realm and strength. It is obvious that the ability this person is about to display is above the realm of transformation.

With such a close distance, he could clearly feel that the momentum of Wang Xinghai was constantly rising.

The dust that was still flying in the sky seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and all circled around Wang Xinghai. The people around just felt the breeze rushing, and at this time, although they could all see the rolling smoke and dust circling around Wang Xinghai, they could no longer feel any trace of energy overflowing.

"Is the control of power more precise?"

"No, this kind of thing can only be achieved through continuous understanding. The so-called Wei Gong's magic technique should be equivalent to taking a strong medicine, which can improve attributes such as power defense and agility in a short time, and will never allow people to understand a new realm in vain."

While using the Wei Gong's magic technique, Wang Xinghai was still constantly attacking Zhao Fan. However, Zhao Fan had already stopped counting down, with curiosity, observing every detail on the man.

He found that this man seemed to have gained some magical control and held everything around him, including the air, in his hands.

This kind of control is not large, only a radius of one or two meters, but its effectiveness is amazing.

Although Zhao Fan had not dodged or fought back, he obviously felt that his body seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, bound by a force similar to qi.

Soon, the expression that had appeared on Wang Xingtao's face before also appeared on Wang Xinghai's face again.

The anger and madness that had been before disappeared completely in this moment, and his expression became extremely calm. He looked at Zhao Fan with a cold and cruel light in his eyes.

After seeing it at first glance, there was no unnecessary movement, and a huge force suddenly slapped Zhao Fan's head with a wave.

The man's hand was not very active. It was better to be commanding some kind of magical power than to take action. Just as he pressed his palm down gently, the terrifying power had already appeared on Zhao Fan's head, and he didn't even have a trace of avoidance.

"boom!"

The smoke and dust that had already condensed slapped wildly in all directions at the moment of the roar.

Unable to avoid, and without thinking, the bricks under Zhao Fan's feet shattered. Amid the screams of countless people around him, his whole body was slapped like a nail and fell into the ground with a depth of about ten centimeters.

You should know that although this viewing platform is not a key project, the floor is covered with square bricks laid on cement. Even if you use a hammer to hit it with all your strength, you can only break the bricks.

But Zhao Fan was caught in the film.

The terrifying power displayed by Wang Xinghai is extremely amazing, and the scene of Zhao Fan breaking the ground with his flesh and blood is also extremely terrifying?

Experience value 127...

"Is this the power above the realm of transformation?"

Zhao Fan's whole body was in pain. His palm seemed to be slapped from the top of his head, but he was suffering from force everywhere and pain everywhere. This power was too strange, and it seemed to disperse every cell on his body and break it down one by one. Even his terrifying defense power could not be completely blocked.

His current defense is one thousand points. Just now, he faced Wang Xinghai, who had a realm of transformation, and with the help of the barrier formed by his internal energy, he could completely block his offensive.

Now Wang Xinghai's strength has crossed the realm of transformation, and the barrier formed by the internal energy is useless in front of him and can no longer play any auxiliary role. With just one thousand points of defense, even an ordinary realm of transformation can make him extremely painful, let alone an opponent of this level?

Wang Xinghai did not give Zhao Fan the time to understand life. After this blow, he did not stop at all. He gently pushed his palm out of his chest, and another terrifying force came to his face.
Chapter completed!